Published by Grove Atlantic/Mysterious Press on November 5, 2019
Ken Bruen always packs a lot of story into his novels, while using a bare minimum of well-chosen and artfully arranged words surrounded by quite a bit of white space. Some of those words nod at current political realities or popular culture, including music and crime novels, while others illuminate the complexity of Galway, where snooty fern bars compete with grimy pubs that leave hardcore drinkers like Jack Taylor largely undisturbed. (Speaking of pop culture, two songs called “Galway Girl,” one by Ed Sheeran and one by Steve Earle, have been hits in Ireland. Bruen tips his hat to both songs during the course of the novel.)
Jack is mourning his latest tragedy (no spoiler here, but read In the Galway Silence to find the most recent explanation for Taylor’s heavy drinking) while a fellow named Scott, son of a recently deceased Guard (an Irish cop), is commencing a killing spree that targets Guards. Jack, a former Guard turned private investigator, witnesses one of the killings.
The same killing is filmed by a person who calls herself Jericho. Recent novels featured a woman named Emerald who tormented Jack; Jericho is her replacement. Jack, as he laments, seems to be a magnet for “crazies, lunatics, dispossessed, neurotics.” Most of them are homicidal.
A subplot involves a woman who wants to hire Jack because the mayor’s eleven-year-old son drowned her ten-year-old daughter. The woman thinks Jack might make Jimmy confess. What she means is, Jack might get revenge on her behalf, but even Jack won’t murder a child. The woman turns out to be more Machiavellian than Jack suspects.
Another subplot involves the sudden appearance of the son of Jack’s former best friend — a bestie until Jack killed him. With good reason, Jack is running low on friends. His dead friend’s son wants to even the score, but he’ll need to stand in line. That storyline is likely to stretch into future novels, as will Jack’s relationship with a falconer — a relationship that will only last until Bruen decides to kill him off.
One of Jack’s friends (but only when he wants something from Jack) is a priest. The priest wants Jack to get rid of his sister’s lesbian lover because a relative’s lesbian relationship isn’t good for the priest’s image. That storyline ties into another. In fact, the storylines generally weave together, suggesting that each bit of evil in Galway is part of a larger whole. Another of his friends is a nun, perhaps the only character in the series who sees something besides darkness in Jack’s heart. She features prominently in the plot before the novel ends.
I always enjoy and recommend Bruen’s novels, and this one is no exception. The story has less power, however, than some other Taylor novels, if only because of its familiarity. Crazy female killers is a theme that should have been put to rest with Emerald. Reprising it with Jericho has a “same old” feeling while making me wonder just how many crazy female killers Galway can support. Still, for Ken Bruen fans, even a lesser Jack Taylor novel is better than living through another year with no new Jack Taylor novel at all.
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